Sundown. The Distressed Sloop, Its Mainmast Shattered

Hope, Perhaps The Most Dangerous Of All Emotions And Perhaps The Most Necessary.

Perhaps Conscience Did Not Always Produce Cowards. Sometimes It Made A Man Feel Better About Himself.

It Doesn't Bother Me. Sure, Everybody Wants Approval, But I Came From The Theatre And I've Always Treasured A Remark From There Which Goes: 'for Every Six People Who Love You, There Will Be Half A Dozen Who Loathe You.' The Quality Of An Author's Work Is Not Usually Determined Until After His Death. Even Dickens Got Some Pretty Bad Reviews.

Hate And Love Are Essentially The Same In That The Person Who Loves Is As Easily Manipulated As A Person Who Hates

The Cruelest Thing You Can Do To A Person Who's Living In Panic Is To Offer Him Or Her Hope That Turns Out False. When The Crash Comes Its Intolerable.